Dan Brown

Rookie - 62 Points (20.02.1988 / Newcastle-Upon-Tyne, UK)

Rocks - Poem by Dan Brown

Tides and times and
toil and trouble
take their toll -
landslide
by little landslide,
a changing landscape
weathered; beaten; battered.

An eroded horizon on which
we erected dreams, to watch
them slide
into the sea.

The cliffs fall
and nothing is sure any more.

Gone those rocks we clambered over
as children and gone those pools they made,
in which we’d drown ourselves.

Ticks the distant clock
a quake with every tock
gone the sturdiness beneath our feet
now the land we stand on rocks.


Comments about Rocks by Dan Brown

  • Rookie - 45 Points Colleen Courtney (5/23/2014 8:01:00 PM)

    Love the whole landslide analogy. Lots of great imagery in this piece! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 22, 2014

Poem Edited: Friday, May 23, 2014


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